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Chapter 1282 sunny rain, where is the face? (Write these first, accompany at night

Early the next morning, Xia Zekai called Zeng Yuqun. After the two chatted for a while, Xia Zekai explained the purpose of the call to him.

"Mr. Xia, do you mean that your city leaders are looking for you?" Zeng Yuqun asked him.

Xia Zekai said with a smile: "Old Zeng, you don't have to worry about what they do to me. In terms of investment, I said at the beginning that neither my wife nor I will interfere with the operation of Ningde Battery. You can make your own decisions and invest if it suits you.

If it's not suitable, you can choose other places to invest, without taking my factors into consideration."

Zeng Yuqun always had a good impression of Xia Zekai, and it was the same this time. When he heard Xia Zekai's instructions to him, Zeng Yuqun was actually quite moved.

He said: "Mr. Xia, I actually plan to go to Qicheng again in the next few days to meet and chat with your local political leaders."

"Okay, if that's the case, if you really plan to invest then, just strive for benefits and preferential policies, and they will agree to it," Xia Zekai said.

Wang Hongsheng represents the Qicheng government at the moment, not him personally. Zeng Yuqun will renegotiate with Wang Hongsheng when the time comes, and the discount he wants will also be given by the Qicheng government, so don't give it up in vain.

After hanging up the phone, Xia Zekai didn't rush to call Wang Hongsheng back. He finished breakfast at home and sent Yatou and Tongtong to the municipal primary school. He watched the two sisters enter the school hand in hand.

Only then did Wang Yi continue to drive to the company.



There are only three siblings left in the family, Luo Xiyun and Qingyu.

After placing Qingyu, Chenchen and Jingling in the yard, Luo Xiyun brought a rocking chair made of rattan and lay there leisurely, rocking back and forth, watching the three siblings squatting on the ground, pouting their little ones.

Ass was playing in the yard and didn't know what interesting things she saw. The three siblings laughed "hehe" from time to time, and she also laughed.

Qingyu was holding a pink fish-scale cosmetic bag in her hand. This cosmetic bag was bought by Luo Xiyun before for her to play with. Tongtong looked down upon it.

But since the girl grew up, she didn’t like to play with this cosmetic bag that she knew was fake. She asked her mother to buy her a genuine cosmetic bag, and the girl threw the fake one into the toy room.

Unexpectedly, I was pulled out of the pile of toys by my third child, Qingyu, last night.

She was quite curious about this thing and mentioned it wherever she went.

At this time, Qingyu, the third child, was struggling to carry the pink cosmetic bag with both hands, walked to Luo Xiyun in a dangling manner, and shouted coquettishly: "Mom, open it."

Luo Xiyun looked very interesting and couldn't help but leaned over to tease her: "Qingyu, are you going to put on makeup too?"

But Qingyu didn't understand what her mother meant at all. She still stubbornly held up her makeup bag and shouted: "Mom, open it."

The sound was much louder than before.

Luo Xiyun teased her: "Qingyu, if you yell at me louder, I won't open it for you."

But she didn't expect that Qingyu would fall out of her hair this time. Seeing her like this, Luo Xiyun would not open it to her.

She took care of Yatou and Tongtong, knowing very well that when children cry, they usually have their own demands, which is a sign that they are not being satisfied. At this time, you must not coax her into helping her with whatever she wants just because she is crying.

What to do.

If she does this once, she may remember it later and know that when she cries, adults will help her fulfill her wish. Over time, she will develop a "bad habit" of achieving her own goals through crying.

Luo Xiyun ignored her and just played with the fourth child, Chenchen, and the youngest Jingling. After a while, Qingyu realized that crying had not achieved her goal, and no one was paying attention to her, so she stopped crying.

But Qingyu, the third child, still hummed and carried the cosmetic bag to Luo Xiyun: "Mom, open it."

This time the voice was not so high. Luo Xiyun said with a smile: "Is this right? If anything happens, we will solve it. Crying can't solve any problem."

Regardless of whether Qingyu could understand these words, Luo Xiyun still said these words to her.

After opening the makeup box with the help of her mother, Qingyu found that there were many things in the makeup box, and even a red 100 yuan bill.

Qingyu didn't know what the red 'paper' was for, so she took out the hundred-yuan bill from her cosmetic bag and threw it on the ground. Then she ignored the hundred-yuan bill that was blown away by the wind, and then threw the one hundred-yuan bill inside.

The cosmetic mirror, small cosmetic case, powder pads, etc. were emptied out.

He also imitated the elder sister's method at home. He took a powder pad and patted it on his face. It looked like he was putting on makeup and foundation. Luo Xiyun was stunned for a moment.

Luo Xiyun never expected that the third child would actually imitate him so well. She thought it was so interesting.

But the money was all gone. Maybe it was the girl's New Year's money. She hurriedly caught up, got the money back and put it in her pocket, planning to stuff it into the cosmetic bag later.

"Qingyu, come here and let me see if your makeup looks beautiful?" Luo Xiyun called her.

Unexpectedly, the little guy didn't listen to his mother at all. He stretched out his hand to pat his little chest, opened his mouth and shouted: "I am beautiful!"

"..." Luo Xiyun didn't know what to say. She thought: "Qingyu, where is your face?"

At this time, brothers Chenchen and Jingling looked at the cosmetic bag that the third sister had thrown aside, and then looked at the various new gadgets scattered on the floor in the box.

The two of them ran over directly, Chenchen grabbed the makeup mirror, and Jing Ling grabbed the makeup box. The two brothers looked back and forth for a while, but they didn't understand what it was for.

Luo Xiyun looked at this scene and felt very happy. Just when he was thinking about taking a camera to take a picture of this scene, Luo Xiyun's cell phone rang.

When she saw Sun Yuping's name written on the screen of her mobile phone, she wondered: "Xiao Sun, what's the matter?"

After answering the phone, Luo Xiyun asked.

The next moment, she heard Sun Yuping on the opposite side say: "Mr. Luo, is it convenient for you now?"

"Xiao Sun, what's wrong? What happened?" Luo Xiyun was puzzled and asked.

Sun Yuping is the first official employee of Kaiyun Investment besides herself, and she is also an employee she is very optimistic about.

"Mr. Luo, a man named Yu Yongfu came over. He said he wanted to talk to you about the equity issue of UC Youshi." Sun Yuping said.

Luo Xiyun did not remember to know a person named "Yu Yongfu", but the other person wanted to discuss the equity issue of UC Youshi with her, thinking that the other person was related to Alibaba.

She asked: "Xiao Sun, what is his relationship with Alibaba?"

Sun Yuping happily agreed. After a while, she said again: "Mr. Luo, I have asked clearly. He said that he was appointed by Chairman Ma to be in charge of UC Youshi in the future."

"Coming so soon?" Luo Xiyun was quite puzzled, but since the buyer was here, she didn't mind cashing in as soon as possible, so she said to Sun Yuping: "Xiao Sun, tell the other party that I will be at the company in a moment."

"Okay, I'll tell him." Sun Yuping hung up the phone.

This Yu Yongfu originally had nothing to do with UC Youshi, but since Alibaba decided to acquire UC Youshi, he was assigned by Alibaba Group to personally handle the matter, and Alibaba, as the major shareholder of UC Youshi,

Yu Yongfu was appointed as the new president of UC Youshi, and the struggle for power and profit was another bloody one.


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